The Delicate Lady Coroner

Sweat oozes from Zheng Wenyan's forehead, "Master Hou, this medicine storehouse really took a long time to open, and I never took the key with me. Although the study room in the hall is locked, people who come in and out on weekdays are also Quite a lot, Lord Hou, no matter how mad, he won't try to murder his own brother."

Seeing Huo Weilou's look cold, Zheng Wenyan hurriedly said: "Yes, I went to my second brother's study that night indeed to find Zhezi. Before the New Year, I saw her writing Zhezi in my mother's warm pavilion. See me When it arrived, my mother put the paper away, and I felt wrong at the time, but my mother didn’t mention it, so I didn’t ask. Then my mother suddenly passed away and I panicked. When I was sorting out my mother’s belongings, I went to my mother’s bedroom and study. I didn't find the zhezi..."

Zheng Wenyan looked bitter, and was about to cry, "I was wondering if my mother had given the second brother the zhezi, and was busy with the mother’s funeral a few days ago, and the second brother was closed all day long. I didn’t have a chance. In the evening, the second sister-in-law Xiaoer was outside, and the second brother was not seen, so I had a chance to look for it."

Zheng Wenyan was eager to prove himself and did not dare to conceal it. Huo Weilou still looked awkward when he heard the words. He only scanned the drugstore and said, "Search and see if there are clues left."

A few embroidered clothes ambassadors searched according to the order, and after a while, nothing was found.

Huo Weilou's eyes were solemn, "It is said that the staff in the various yards of the residence come to ask questions, and be sure not to leave one person." After the order, Huo Weilou suddenly thought of something and asked: "Who is Mother Yu?"

Zheng Wenyan was taken aback, and hesitated: "It was the personal servant maid brought by his mother from the capital. She is a very trustworthy person, but she made a mistake more than ten years ago and was driven to the ancestral hall by her mother to guard the ancestral hall for the Zheng family. "

"You made a mistake ten years ago?"

Zheng Wenyan nodded, "Yes, about fifteen or six years ago. I don’t know why. The ancestral hall was in the northwest of Fuzhong. In these years, Mother Yu did not take another step out of the ancestral hall. Mother only saw her when she went to the ancestral hall for incense on New Year’s Day. On the one hand, she is a coldhearted person, even if her mother passed away, she did not appear."

The cronies brought from the capital were punished and guarded the ancestral hall for more than ten years.

Huo Weilou looked at He Cheng, "Send someone to the ancestral hall to see if it is true."

He Cheng nodded and responded, Huo Weilou said, "You are undocumented. From now on, don't walk around at will when you return to your own courtyard. You are just what you said, and Ben Hou will ask for confirmation."

Zheng Wenyan was a little embarrassed, "Master Hou, today is my mother's February 7th, and there will be a small ceremony later."

After a moment of hesitation, Huo Weilou pointed to an embroiderer, "You follow him."

Zheng Wenyan breathed a sigh of relief, and soon, an embroidered clothes ambassador came to tell him, "Master Hou, all the servants in the house are gathered."

There are many servants in the Hou Mansion, and it takes a lot of time to ask questions one by one. Huo Weilou did not hesitate to order people to lock the door of the medicine storehouse and go back to the front yard. But Bo Ruoyou walked to He Cheng’s side, "My lord, I think Post-mortem."

He Cheng hesitated, "Check who..."

"Examine the second master Zheng."

After a pause, Bo Ruoyou said, "I don't know why Zheng Erye went to invite Yuege. Although the cause of death is clear, there are many doubts. I want to see if there are other clues on the body."

She didn't speak loudly, but Huo Wei Building, who was walking in front, stopped to look over.

Seeing him like this, Father Fu immediately said with great interest, "Boy girl! I'll go with you!"

After Duke Fu finished speaking, he seemed to be looking at him to ask for Huo Weilou's opinion. Huo Weilou nodded slightly, and then took the others away. He Cheng said, "As Duke Fu goes with him, I will accompany Master Hou to question. "

Father Fu smiled and waved. He Cheng hurriedly followed the Huo Wei Building. When they left, Father Fu turned to Bo Ruoyou and said: "Let's go, Miss Bo, our family likes to see your post-mortem so much..."

Bo Ruoyou couldn't laugh or cry, "This is the first time I have heard that some people like to see an autopsy."

Father Fu sighed, "Actually, where did our family come from the inner palace, where did you see these scenes in the first place? But since your Majesty ordered our family to follow Lord Hou, you have become accustomed to it. Knowing a general idea, hey, it's hard for this old bone in our family to follow Master Hou."

The two had turned to the west courtyard, and Father Fu asked as he walked, "How many corpses have been examined by the Bo girl?"

Bo Ruo thought for a while, "I entered and left Yizhuang at the age of twelve. By now, there may be hundreds of people."

Father Fu slapped his tongue, "The thin girl will continue to do work in the future?"

Bo Ruoyou smiled and said, "I want to continue."

Father Fu looked at Bo Ruoyou with some worry. He saw that Bo Ruoyou was a little hairy, and said: "Father-in-law, don’t worry about me. Although Haozuo is a low slave, he can speak for the dead, and the world believes in Buddhism. , But I believe in the knife in my hand even more. Since I have this idea, I don’t feel hard, nor do I despise myself for self-pity."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw that on the corridor not far away, several people from the Hou Mansion were carrying large and small ceremonial sacrifices to the direction of the old lady's spirit. Duke Fu suddenly smiled, "This is what the thin girl said. It's true, if you die with a grievance, it doesn't work to believe in Buddhism."

While she was talking, she saw that the last maid was tripped and fell to the ground. The tray of melons and fruits she was holding in her arms rolled to the ground instantly. In front of Bo Ruoyou.

"Silly girl! What are you doing! This is an offering for the old lady!"

The leader in charge began to yell, and when he turned his eyes to see Bo Ruoyou, his complexion changed suddenly, and he lowered his voice and said, "Hurry up and pick it up. Are you going to be surprised by the nobles?"

The idiot got up from the ground and limped to Bo Ruoyou's side. Bo Ruoyou leaned forward to pick up the fruit, and when the idiot came to his eyes, he passed the fruit.

Silly Aunt kept her head down and waited until Guo Guo was placed in the palm of Bo Ruoyou's palm, and then glanced up at her quickly.

As she raised her head, Bo Ruoyou’s breathing was stagnant. The silly aunt had a pair of clear apricot eyes, but there was a palm-sized purple-black scar on her left face, which almost covered her entire left face. Bo Ruoyou could see clearly. Those are old scars left after burns.

Only nodded to Bo Ruoyou, the silly aunt took Guoyou and turned and walked away, turning her back, and Bo Ruoyou frowned again.

Silly Aunt was still limping. When she came, Bo Ruoyou thought she had fallen down somewhere, but when she went back, Bo Ruoyou realized that Silly Aunt was actually a lame.

When the group of people walked away, Mr. Fu sighed: "It seems that he is not too old, but he was burned and crippled. It is really pitiful."

Bo Ruoyou replied, "I didn't expect the Hou Mansion to use her."

The ordinary family members also have strict requirements on their subordinates, and most of them will not keep them for use if they are physically and physically handicapped.

Fu Gong said: "She is also blessed."

When the two were talking, before they arrived at the West Yard, there was a government official guarding him. Seeing Bo Ruoyou and Father Fu arrived, he immediately greeted him. Bo Ruoyou had a rough examination of Zheng Wenchen’s body yesterday, but today he needs an autopsy. Take some effort.

After entering the mourning hall and after some preparations, Bo Ruoyou picked up a small slitting knife to see if she had cut the abdomen of the corpse accurately as she did yesterday. Father Fu took a step back after pinching his nose. "Our family follows. Master Hou has been around for a long time, but it's rare for Miss Bo to do such a dedicated work."

Bo Ruoyou looked cold and solemn, and said without raising his head: "The longer the time, the more difficult the case will be."

"It's true." Father Fu sighed, "I just hope that we can find useful evidence by asking people in front of me."

Bo Ruoyou said: "I'm afraid it won't be easy, but if something is found on the body, it can be more useful than a hundred testimonies."

Today is the seventh day of Zheng Wenchen’s death. There are more corpse spots, the epidermis of the limbs is horribly bruised purple, the mouth, nose and lower body have small mildew spots, and the abdominal cavity is regenerated and rotted. Thin Ruoyou lowered his head carefully. There was something in the abdomen inspected. After a short while, Bo Ruoyou took the porcelain plate on the side of the sacrifice and carefully took out a mass of dirt from the corpse's abdomen.

Father Fu pinched his nose, "What is this?"

Bo Ruoyou shook his head, "I don't know yet. Seven days after the deceased's death, there is no food in his stomach, but this thing has not been resolved yet."

Hearing that the corpse was taken out from the stomach, Father Fu took a few steps to the door and took a deep breath. Bo Ruoyou stitched and arranged the corpse before he walked towards the penthouse with the porcelain plate and cleaned it first. Then Bo Ruoyou poured the water into the porcelain plate. The dirty liquid was diluted by the water. Soon, the clump of dirt spread out.

Father Fu hurried closer, "What is it?"

Bo Ruoyou took the bamboo tweezers from the wooden box, carefully picked it up, frowned and said, "It's paper."

"Paper? What paper?"

Bo Ruoyou frowned, "It's a golden note."

Although sajin paper is valuable, it is also common in the Hou family.

Suddenly, Bo Ruoyou said again, "There are words on it."

Father Fu had no time to ask again in the future, and a deep voice appeared behind him, "What word?"

Bo Ruoyou was taken aback, raised his eyes and looked at the door, as expected, it was Huo Wei Tower who had come.

She straightened up and shook her head, "The ink color is already very light, I can't see it for the time being."

Huo Wei Tower came closer, he stood in the dark, his facial features hidden in the shadows, only a pair of eyes were cold and bright like stars, and Bo Ruoyou could not evade his eyes.